Geekin Reup Tray (Ft. Quez4Real)

[Hook: Reup Tray]
Yeah, Reup , Double Up, Double Up
Geekin', geekin', I be geekin' out my mind
All these racks, all this cash, all I see is dollar signs
Bussdown patek for the wrist, I can't even tell the time
Put extendo in my clip, got me ridin' round with my nine
Yeah, geekin', geekin', I be geekin' out my mind
All these racks, all this cash, all I see is dollar signs
Bussdown patek for the wrist, I can't even tell the time
Put extendo in my clip, got me ridin' round my nine

[Verse 1: Reup Tray]
Yeah, I got haters don't even know, out here tryin' steal my shine
I'm a real one, that's fasho, yeah, you know, one of a kind
Got some youngins that's on go, quick to shoot Columbine
Got a brown skin, bad bitch, look like Rubi Rose, she fine
I'm a geek boy, sip on mud, count up blue strips with my cuz
Turn that lil' boy into dust, it ain't nothin' to get you touched
Can't be fucked with, don't make me shut down these lil' rappers, buzz
Still no deal, way hotter than these weirdos ever was
I'm a trapper with that scale, makin' sales, all I know
Pass me a zip, cherry gelatos, extoic weed, all I smoke
Don't compare me to no rappers, all them other niggas some jokes
Spent more money than all them niggas, for designer head to toe, yeah

[Hook: Reup Tray]
Geekin', geekin', I be geekin' out my mind
All these racks, all this cash, all I see is dollar signs
Bussdown patek for the wrist, I can't even tell the time
Put extendo in my clip, got me ridin' round my nine, yeah
Geekin', geekin', I be geekin' out my mind
All these racks, all this cash, all I see is dollar signs
Bussdown patek for the wrist, I can't even tell the time
Put extendo in my clip, got me ridin' round my nine, yeah